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Basket Case

Sara Bareilles

I don't want to talk about it to you
I'm not an open book that
You can rifle through
The cold hard truth that
You'll see right to
I'm just basket case without you...

He's not a magic man or a perfect fit
But had a steady hand and I got used to it
And a glass cage heart and invited me in
And now I'm just a basket case without him...

You're begging for the truth
So I'm saying it to you
I've been saving your place
And what good does it do?
Now I'm just a basket case
Now I'm just a basket case...

I don't say much and it'll stay that way
You got a steel train touch and
I'm just a track you lay
So I'll stay right here underneath you
I'm just a basket case and that what we do...

You're begging for the truth
So I'm saying it to you
I've been saving your place
And what good does it do?
Now I'm just a basket case...

Won't somebody come on
In and tug at my seams?
Oh, send your armies in
Of robbers and thieves
To steal the state I'm in
I don't want it anymore...

You're begging for the truth
So I'm saying it to you
I've been saving your place
And what good does it do?
Now I'm just a basket case...
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